You can open the door and let him in without disturbing Mrs.Harrington." "All right," nodded Roll.

"Sorry you won't come out, old fel.

You'll get grouchy.

Good-night." "Good-night." Ditson went out, and Frank heard him descending the stairs.
"There'll be music in the air," muttered Merriwell as he again lay back in his chair, elevating his feet to the top of the table.

"But the surprisers are liable to be surprised." He heard the front door creak.